Something Fine

The continuing degradation of society
Seems to makes me enjoy fine things evermore

As people move with distaste to cheap and frequent titillation
The good things in life seem oh so more appealing

Like a hard back book
Good French wine
A slow meal with good company
Or an afternoon at the theater

It used to seem like society
Would hold me to a higher standard
Now it feels like I keep tripping on the bar it’s so low

Oh how I adore to enjoy something fine

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